It seems like ages since we have been here. And it seems like ages since its been raining. All our love of the rain has been thoroughly exhausted by now! Sigh! And I thought the rain was romantic!
We were not so glum two weeks back. In fact, we were ecstatic to see the rain as we taxied our trolleys out of the Dibrugarh airport. On the way to Bobby’s place, four bright pair of eyes looked longingly at the lush green countryside outside. The rain drops trickled down the window panes enveloping the outside world in a halo of mist. The blazing, scorching Delhi days were over and boy! Were we not relieved! Childhood memories of jumping over puddles, making lop-sided paper-boats, watching my brothers play football in the rain while I sat daintily on the veranda steps (I was not ‘allowed’ to join!). But my favourite memory of the rain was the day my school had remained close due to heavy showers and Abba made me write an essay aptly titled ‘’A rainy day’’ while I sat perched on his knee and listened to his favourite memories of the rain. All little girls idolized their fathers. I was no exception.
But that was two weeks ago. Now we really need some sunshine to dry our musty towels and dripping clothes. Not to say anything about our field visit to Romai tea estate when our car almost skidded off the slippery road. We abandoned it in that treacherous state and trudged our way to safety through oodles of slush.
Its Saturday today. Most importantly, the weekend has arrived. For a week filled with reports to be read and conclusions to be drawn, Saturadys are no less than manna from heaven! Voila! And when I open my sleepy sleepy eyes, what do I see? The sun streaming in golden hues flooding the house with its warm radiance. No wonder all ancient civilizations worshipped the sun. Suraj devta ki jai ho! And gosh!Whats that! Rachel, Sarika and Ellen tucking into some yummy looking ‘lusi’ and ‘aloor dom’. Life indeed is a gift! We draw a quick POA (plan of action) for the day; some shopping (shopping is a must have on our list!) and watching Rajneeti at the local cinema hall ‘Ranghar’ ( the last time I saw a movie poster stuck there and had craved to go in was light years ago – DDLG to be precise) and a hearty lunch at the food court in Junction Mall ( food by mutual consent is our first priority!) So we all showered and dressed ; putting in little extra touches, Sarika straightened out her curls, Rachel wore some lovely beads, I applied my loreal eastern diva eye-shadow ( there's something about smoky eyes that gets me!) and Ellen…ummm….she was the usual good old Ellen. In no time, we were packed tight on the backside of Bobby’s car, expectant, happy, carefree….
